An interesting man I know
Has the Music in his bones.
He writes the songs

But he can't stand rock n' roll.
His name is On His Right Hand
As he hides behind a wall

-Somebody's gonna make it but you know it better be us all.

Older brother,

He's the dreamer of some dreams-
He stretched out the gray and made it green.
I can see myself in him

(I'm just a little bit too small).
Somebody's gonna make it but you know it better be us all.


Little brother,
You are not the only one-
Just don't get burned in the Oklahoma sun.

You're trying to get to heaven and
I'm just trying not to fall.
Somebody's gonna make it but you know it better be us all.


I'm a music maker
Trying to make a dream

But getting there is as endless as it seems.
So, I'm gone to California
(Even if I have to crawl)

Because somebody's gonna make it but you know it better be us all.

So, when I get to California,

I'll be giving you a call
Because somebody's gonna make it,
But you know it better be us all.